"Quintessence of a soul mate"

....an aura that feels so obscure yet united

a sense of touch which can make a soul move

a benign smile with refurbishing dimples

i seek a man of desire n aim

not of money but content yet fame...

a pioneer being with venturous spirit

who can make my life a marvel treat

an honest soul which can transit my heart

i seek a man with honey coloured eyes deeper than ocean

yet there is no mystery to be unfold en....

embracing me into his firm arms shaping a refuge

safer than a infant in womb

a man who loves babies n nurtures them well

i seek a man who will be ebullient, being father of girl-child

not a insane finicky guy who wishes a male heir.....

one who never trusts me blindly coz i can make mistakes

but trust my intentions coz dey'l nevr b wrong

a man who is wild n tender but rightly dealt on time

i seek a man of honour who values himself n trusts his theme

who tends to impart everything without ne desire......

concrete envelope but a cushy underneath

my man of dreams is earth for me

with hard crust outside and a childish core beneath

i seek a man not fond of furtive rendezvous or clandestine tryst

one who wont ask me to elope but ask my hand to dwell life-long.......

a man who regales me like a baby

scolds, grouches,forgives n love

has ample time to be with me yet affords clock to miss me

i seek a man who can apprise my rage

yet never keep me in a golden cage........

my perfect man loves his mom more than heaven

but abides by me if i m right

endorsing me Rather than hide

i seek a man embellished with wisdom n knowledge

who imparts me every bit of it with bold courage.........

a tranquil one, hating sadism and surprisingly stoical

my felicity lies with his virile essence

i m not a recluse in his benign presence

i seek a man rational n pragmatic who pampers me

and respects my work coz that wont make him low in ne sense........

patiently hears me, doesn give me any solution

just a hand in support of my decision

a man who is not my wheel-chair but the apple on that tree that i stare

i seek a man who holds my hand in crowd

and let me free in alfresco unbound......

a man who knows right but significantly adopts it too

a no-dowry man having vision for change

one who waits for my arrival on wedding lyk a kid waiting for his first b'day present

i seek a man who is nowhere i know

but still my heart ponders like it smells a rose of hope.......

well it reminds me lines from my favourite song..."samander ne mujhe pyasa hi rakha....mai jab sehra me tha..pyaasa nahi thatere baare me jab socha nahi tha...mai tanha tha magar..itna nahi tha"